Be a squeamish bag in Unlimited Live

Pouring the decoction into the flower pot does not directly poison the flowers to death like in the film and television drama.

It seems that the people who play tricks on the medicine are not so insane.

Jiang Chi put the medicine bowl aside, knelt on the ground blankly and looked at the pot of flowers exuding a faint medicinal fragrance.This pot of peonies blooms very well, with overlapping snow-white petals, mixed with a bit of silky rouge color, like a charming goddess.

"Do you suspect that someone has poisoned the medicine?" the system asked curiously.Not bad, the host has learned to doubt everything in the dungeon.

Jiang Chi himself was also a little confused, he looked down at his cherry red fingertips, and said slowly, "I don't know, I just don't want to drink."

Knees rub against the hard warm jade on the ground, but I can't feel the cold.

He asked the system: "What's wrong with me?"

When I get sick, it is always late at night, and my heart hurts so much that I need someone to rub it carefully. I don’t have the strength to do anything, but it won’t just die of illness.

It's just that his body and bones will never become strong, let alone riding a horse and shooting arrows like his brave and combative brothers, even if he takes two quick steps, he will be out of breath, just like that thin and beautiful beauty lamp, which will break when the wind blows. It's good to keep it in the palm of your hand all the time.

The system can only say: "It involves spoilers, so you can't say it."

The little fox moved his ears, his beautiful eyes like glass beads were bent, and he said proudly: "If you say that, then there is indeed something wrong with my illness."

system:"???"

This little fox is clever enough.

Jiang Chi waved his hand to disperse the extraordinarily bitter smell of the peony flower, making sure he couldn't smell it anymore, so he planned to stand up.

But he seemed to have been sitting on his knees for too long, his knees were numb, and his body was weak, so he was so precarious that he almost fell down.

Jiang Chi was ready to fall, but one hand gently and deftly held him up.

The little emperor was stunned, but when he turned around, he found that it was the timid little girl.

Zhihe trembled, fearing that he would offend the little emperor, seeing Jiang Chi standing still, he withdrew his hand and knelt on the ground: "Slave, this servant offended His Majesty, you deserve death!"

The little emperor had just had a hard time, his porcelain white skin was as bright as late cherry blossoms, and Jiang Yun had just messed up the front of his chest, revealing a large piece of soft, tender and white flesh.

There were even a few finger prints horizontally on it, which made people blush even more.

What's more, the little emperor's pretty face, which is comparable to a murder weapon, has just passed away from a high fever, and his blue irises are covered with a thin film of water. Everyone seems to be filled with thousands of affections, and it must be Qing.

Zhihe knelt on the ground trembling, not daring to look directly at Jiang Chi, and wanted to kowtow again in panic, but just as he bent his neck, his forehead was gently and deftly blocked by a hand just as it was about to touch the floor.

"Knocking around, I'm tired of being alone." Jiang Chi's voice was still weak, and he still managed to smile with the little girl with a little strength, "What's your name?"

"Weaving, weaving lotus."

"Okay, Zhihe, it's a good night, isn't it?"

The little maid opened her eyes in a daze, and looked at the little emperor tremblingly.

The beauty who stepped on the ground with her bare feet had a shallow and seductive smile on her lips: "Go back and sleep, take out the medicine bowl, I'm tired today."

Zhihe was blessed in an instant, she took the medicine bowl and said "yes" before silently exiting the emperor's bedroom.

Sure enough, the great eunuch was waiting outside the palace gate, and asked Zhihe with a trace of anxiety: "Have you taken the medicine, Your Majesty?"

Thinking of the little emperor's charming little face, Zhihe lowered his head even deeper, and the blush on both cheeks was deeply buried in the dark night:

"Drink, drink."

……

The ancestor worship ceremony was a little more boring than Jiang Chi imagined.

The emperor stood or knelt following the protracted eulogy of the ceremonial officer, and his thin body was almost crushed by a luxurious and heavy dress.

He was standing on the high platform sleepily like a puppet, with a pink color that hadn't completely faded on his cheeks.The man led by Gao Guanbo stood behind Jiang Chi, and hooked the little emperor's fingers under the cover of his loose robe.

Jiang Chi turned his head slightly, and looked calmly at Prime Minister Xi, who was still dignified and dignified, thinking that he really shouldn't provoke such a smiling tiger.

Who knew that he looked like such a serious person, but he was like this in private.

It's so nasty.

That hand wasn't satisfied just teasing the young man's palm, it slowly extended upwards along the soft palm, caressing the young Yuxue's lovely wrist bones delicately.

Jiang Chi forcibly put on a calm and cold appearance, but his body under the clothes couldn't help shaking.

He wanted to tell Xi Guanyue to stop several times, but when he opened his mouth, he saw the eyes of all the officials in the audience looking at him.

Like a wolf, like a tiger, it seems that it will pounce on this delicate youth like a porcelain doll at any time.

"Yes, Brother System, why are they looking at me like this?" Jiang Chi trembled, "Why do you seem to hate me so much? Is it because I acted too well as a tyrant?"

What happened to that "brother"?

The system didn't understand, but the scream made its whole system stretch out.

The system can't tell the difference between the "eat" that wants to eat meat and sleep on its skin, and the "eat" that wants to be imprisoned in bed and play with all kinds of sex. After hesitating for a while, it said slowly: "Maybe it's because I think you have been ignoring the government. You are cruel and desolate, I think you are not worthy of virtue."

Jiang Chi was relieved when he heard it, hey, this is the basic quality of a Hunjun.

As if sensing that the little emperor was distracted, Xi Guanyue squeezed the boy's protruding round wrist bones a little dissatisfied.

Jiang Chi shuddered, and when he came back to his senses, he stood up straight again with a stiff face.

Along the way, his back was sore and his legs ached. At the end, Jiang Chi felt that his whole body was going to fall apart.

But Xi Guanyue didn't give him a chance to be alone.

The man slowly lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, and sat in the same sedan chair with Jiang Chi openly, and the outsiders still lamented that the banquet was really a blessing from the holy family. Watching Xi Guanyue get closer and closer.

The two of them were even breathing together.

Naturally, Xi Guanyue also knew about Jiang Chi's sudden illness in the night.

He slowly brushed aside the young man's black hair sticking to his cheeks, stared at the white porcelain face for a while, and smiled with the corners of his lips: "Your Majesty, are you still in good health?"

Jiang Chi turned his head away not to look into his eyes: "It's almost fine."

He wanted to show some hatred to Jiang Yun by the way, and said slowly: "It's thanks to Uncle Huang's careful care."

These words seemed to turn on Xi Guanyue's switch, the man turned his face and looked at Jiang Chi with a smile: "Your Majesty seems to be clinging more and more to His Highness Liang Wang today."

Jiang Chi raised his face and let out a "hum", and pretended to say, "Uncle Huang will come in a while. If the teacher is here, I'm afraid it will be hard to explain."

"explain?"

Xi Guanyue smiled, but her eyes were extremely cold: "It's my minister who interrupted the meeting between His Majesty and King Liang."

Jiang Chi closed his mouth.

He just habitually wants to put eye drops on these two annoying ghosts, but the one who really makes them angry will always be the little emperor himself.

Damn, I get angry just thinking about it.

Xi Guanyue took out a small square brocade box from her sleeve as if by magic.

"Someone brought an interesting gadget to the minister from the southern border. Do you want to see it, Your Majesty?"

Jiang Chi had an intuition that it shouldn't be a good thing, so he swallowed and said bravely, "What is it?"

Xi Guanyue stroked the exquisite brocade box, and opened the small silver buckle in front of Jiang Chi's eyes.

Inside was an exquisite hollowed-out silver ball, about the size of the flower-and-bird sachet on Jiang Chi's waist, but it didn't smell very fragrant.

Jiang Chi moved closer curiously, but saw the silver ball move suddenly, which startled him, and looked at Xi Guanyue in panic.

Xi Guanyue stretched out a hand to hook up the thin silver chain attached to the silver ball, picked up the silver ball and placed it in Jiang Chi's palm.

Jiang Chi didn't dare to move it, and quickly withdrew his hand when the silver ball was about to fall.

The silver ball fell on his dragon robe, making a pleasant, low-pitched sound.

Xi Guanyue picked up the silver ball with a good temper, and said with a smile: "This thing comes from southern Xinjiang, and it's called Burmese Bell."

what?

The little emperor hadn't seen it before, but the decorations carved on the silver ball were quite exquisite. With his eyes wide open, he poked around carefully with his fingertips curiously.

There was something in the silver ball, Jiang Chi moved as soon as he got close, scaring the little emperor back again.

"People in southern Xinjiang usually put silver beads or live insects into the silver balls and stuff them in..." Xi Guanyue showed a faint smile on his face, but the little emperor's face suddenly turned pale.

He whispered the last sentence in Jiang Chi's ear: "Yes, it's used as a companion. When you are in love, the fragrance is long and the ringtone is lingering, which is extremely moving."

Sure enough, some people don't perish in silence, but perish in silence.

Jiang Chi trembled so much that he wished he could be far away from the silver bead. For the first time, he secretly hated how the sedan chair was so small, he couldn't even retreat anywhere.

"If His Majesty brings this gift to the Regent, what expression should he have?"

Xi Guanyue caressed the boy's icy cheek lovingly, then put the little thing back into the box, and comforted him softly after seeing that he was almost intimidated: "Your Majesty, don't be alarmed, this kind of filth, I will certainly not Let it defile your majesty's host."

I really believed in your evil.

Then what do you take out!

Jiang Chi was still in shock, grabbed Xi Guanyue's cuff, and smiled stiffly: "Of course, I believe in the teacher."

Xi Guanyue stroked the long black hair of the young crow, and sighed out of disappointment or pity: "Your Majesty is innocent and young, and has not seen more secret things about the royal family."

"Those things are much scarier than this little thing."

"But it's good as it is. Your Majesty doesn't need to look at those dirty tricks."